To Be Tied Up

Silk rope, a brilliant red. Alex wished for a moment he had a mustache he could twirl, heart thumping. All the tutorials in the world never prepared him for the real thing...and as Rory sat naked on the bed, he knew she felt the same way.

"So...how do you want me?" She asked.

Head down. Ass up. Arms extended back, until her wrists were parallel with her ankles. It wasn't exactly comfortable, but that was the point. Alex ran the ropes between palm and wrist, worked through the knots he had learned, just for this moment. His dick wavered, stiffer than he had been for years. Rory's pussy, exposed by her position, dripped down onto the bed, forming a wet spot.

"How's that?" Alex said as he tightened the last knot. "Not too tight? You can still feel your fingers?"

He touched the palm of her hand...and Rory's fingers closed on his for a moment.

"I'm fine," she said, face turned to the side. She waggled her ass side to side "Come on. Stick it in."

A hard smack sent a ripple across her ass. Rory gasped.

"No topping from the bottom. If you want something, address me as 'Sir,'" Alex said, putting a little iron in his voice...and then his hand rubbed her wounded buttock. "And you remember our safeword, right? Say it for me."

"Rhubarb," Rory said, her one exposed cheek burning. "Alright...Sir. What are you going to do to me?"

Alex smiled. He'd been thinking about this for a long time...

On the bed next to her, Alex laid out a camera and a condom.

"I'm going to spank you a little," he told her. "Then I'm going to take a few pictures of your big beautiful butt, for posterity. Lick your pussy until you cum. Then...if I think you've earned it...I'm going to fuck you until you scream."

At which point Alex showed her his little surprise. The little latex rings. He made sure she watched him, as he strapped them around the base of his cock and the base of his balls. The flesh swelling, turning a living purple. Alex could only see half her face, but Alex could see she was smiling, eyes dilated, cheeks burning all the way to her ears...

"You wouldn't," she whispered.

"Watch me," he told her.

She cried out with every slap on her big buttocks. Alex felt the sting in the flat of his hand, but he loved the way the impression of his hand made a white mark on the broad curve of her backside, before fading to pink and then to red. A dozen slaps made her thighs quiver and a tear bead at the corner of her eye...and then Alex brought out the camera.

It was an instant film camera, and each mechanical snap and flash struck Rory almost as hard as the flat of his hand. Alex could feel his heart pounding, his prick now standing out unnaturally hard. He laid each of the developing shots on the bed next to her head. So that she could see as her pussy and ass, on full display, came into view. Evidence of what a kinky little slut she was.

His tongue slid into her easily. The heat of her ass and pussy on his face was like a hot towel. Even clean as she was, he could smell all the little bathroom-smells that nobody could quite erase...but Alex didn't care. His tongue slid over her labia, just as he knew she liked. He pressed his face deep, so the tip of his tongue could flick across Rory's clit, just the way she liked. His prick was so tight it hurt, but without it Alex knew he would be too tempted to just jerk off while he ate her out...and he wasn't done yet.

Not until she came.

She had taught him how to do that. Slowly, as they got closer, he'd learned what she liked. Not just raw pumping. Rory liked her nipples sucked, her clit played with. As he sucked at her labia, Alex's fingers rubbed her clit in tight little circles. Stimulus from many different angles, slowly and surely, until the anticipation built up inside of her body and...now it was more intense because her hands were bound, she couldn't touch herself, couldn't help. Utterly at his mercy...

"Aaaah!" She froze, buttocks clenching against his face...and Alex didn't let up, not until she buried her face into her pillow and screamed.

Alex pulled his face away, her juices dripping from his chin. He reached for the condom...and Rory's face turned, tears running down her cheeks, and she croaked a word:

"Sir."

He waited, fingering the condom. Rory licked his lips.

"No condom. Please. Sir."

Alex nearly dropped the condom in shock. Rory had always been diligent about birth control, and so had he. With her job...

"I'm...off the pill. I've been thinking...we might..." Rory's face flicked through different emotions. "If...if you want to...breed me...sir..."

Alex licked his lips. He wasn't sure if this was roleplay or if she was being serious. It wasn't the first time she had said things like that, when things got hot...but Alex had always been wearing a condom, always played it safe.

"You roll that dice, you know the consequences," he said gravely. "Marriage, hot pregnant sex, birth, diapers, all of it."

Rory's lips made a tight smile...and then she said, in as plaintive a voice as she could:

"Sir, please breed this undeserving slut. Bless her with your seed."

It was so stupid, Alex almost laughed. She knew the kind of dirty fiction they both loved. He bent down and kissed her mouth.

"Alright, my love. As you wish."

Alex was panting as he rubbed a little lube onto his swollen prick. Wet as Rory was, he didn't want to hurt her. Not more than she wanted to be hurt. His hand rubbed at her pussy, feeling how wet she was...how hot she was...and as he clambered onto the bed and rubbed the head of his swollen cock against that wet slit, he wondered what Rory would like if she was pregnant. Swollen with his child...and he was so excited, he nearly stuck his cock in her ass in his excitement.

"Knees together!" he said. "If you want me to cum, I want that cunt tight!"

Rory did as she was told. With her thighs pressed together, Alex hissed as he pressed his cock inside of her. Tighter than when they had first met. Hotter and wetter too. Alex's hands reached down to press on her shoulders, as he began to grind inside of her. His stiff prick sliding in and out, all the way to the cock-ring that gripped his prick so tight.

Beneath her, Rory huffed. She moaned. Her knees were pushed up against her breasts, her head pressed into the pillow...and that was when Alex had his big idea.

Pulling out his prick swiftly, Rory moaned...and then yelped as Alex pushed her over onto her left side. She looked up at him, questioningly...and Alex grinned as he slid back inside of her...and then leaned down to kiss her.

Alex had meant to go longer. To play with her clit and breasts more. To make her cum again, if he could. Yet as their tongues met, his cock exploded. Under the pressure of the cock ring, a high-pressure stream of jizz poured deep inside of her...and left him panting and weak-kneed as she flexed her pussy-muscles, milking his prick.

"Do you really want to get pregnant?" he asked.

Rory gave an impish shrug.

"Well, in that case..." Alex said.

He rolled her onto her back. Stuffed a pillow over her lower back, to lift her butt up. Even so, a trickle of white goo oozed out of her happy slit. Alex grabbed the camera.

"You wouldn't," she said. "What will junior think, when he finds a picture of mama leaking jizz?"

"You can stop me with a word," Alex said as he focused on her oozing, inseminated slit. "Say cheese, kids!"

"Rhubarb!" she shouted...but not until after the camera flashed.

Alex undid the rope and lightly massaged her wrists and ankles. Rory, he noted, didn't move from off the pillow. Not for the first time, he wondered how much she was playing with him.

"I love you," he said, suddenly.

Rory's nose twitched. Her smile widened. Perhaps a part of her wondered what it would be like, if they were married. Living together. Some people said the sex drive dried up. Some said it was even better. Her left hand reached down and touched his prick.

"I love you too," she said. "Although I have some ideas...for next time."

Alex laid down next to her...and they spoke, freely, easily. Long into the night and on until morning. Like old friends that had all the time in the world.